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| my god eye seems to have no city to see i look into the mind of it and smile knowing it is young and becoming one so it doesn't matter If or Why, i still have a city to cover with lines. "Cleveland undercovers..." d.a. levy 1964 |
I remember reading him as a kid. I remember when he died. The paper said he died of a drug overdose but he blew his brains out with a .22. He was called a dirty poet - the paper and the police drove him to death for writing, for being a poet. He was my first hero. | ||
Would like to start some sort of collaborative writing project. If anyone would like to add a link to any of the writings in this area or would like to start a link, please e-mail me with your writing or link and tell me where you would like the link to go. As for editing, I will run any content you give me through a spell checker, but I will be careful of "original" spelling. I want this moderated rather than an automatic submission so I can weed out the junk and only pick what I like. This applies to visual (pictures, movies, animations) and audio annotations as well. I will credit you and provide links to your e-mail and/or web site if they exist, or physical address if you want. Bill |
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